A/N- Written for amorra7, who requested a Rei/Kikyo fic with the theme, Doll.


I'm still a doll.

Instrumentality, Rei decides, is not being one with God so much as experiencing humanity, which is disgusting, disturbing, and ugly.

There is a soul, shining, unspeakably beautiful.

She is awed, as all things mortal are, by beauty.

The soul blinks, smiling with lovely brown eyes and a face from so long ago. "I've been waiting for you." She holds her hand out, offering something like Salvation.

Rei hesitated, afraid to take it.

"Take it." She whispered, smiling gently. "Be free."

Rei grabbed the hand, smiling back as she took the hand.

I'm not a doll.

Not anymore.